41st Entry

[bluecapboy]

[Phone.]

Somehow one of Granny Riddleton’s puzzle bottles found its way here. I wonder if she’ll notice it’s gone now?

I suppose I should solve the puzzle inside it though, if there is one I mean-

[Luke’s suddenly cut off by the sound of a faint thump, like someone hitting the ground. The phone remains silent for several seconds before Luke answers,

Comments

C

[working_is_hard]

Afu?

[Just watching him. Maybe he's looking for Al Nayda?]

Re: C

[bluecapboy]

[A pause as Luke looks up, and then he looks thrilled.]

Afghanis-tan, you're here! We did it, we left Mayfield!

[working_is_hard]

I do not think we left.

[bluecapboy]

Of course we did! Don't worry, once we find the Molentary Express we can finally get out of here!

A

[puzzlerprince]

[Edward's turning the corner, unaware of the young boy dashing around on the other side. Brace for impact.]

Re: A

[bluecapboy]

[And Luke just dashes out right in front of him! Oh dear, this can't be good.]

[puzzlerprince]

[Eddie lays down the brakes, skidding to a halt and putting a hand on his hat to keep it on straight.]

Hey! Why don't you watch where you're going?

[bluecapboy]

[He stops and looks back confused. There was that weird car sound again...]

Oh, sorry sir. Didn't mean to get in your way.

B ;u;

[is_an_island]

[giving him many strange looks

so many so unsubtle

but somehow manages to smoothly sidle next to him tea business is important business] Are you making a sand castle?

Re: B \o/

[bluecapboy]

Of course not! Some woman asked me to make tea for her so that's what I'm doing this would be a lot easier if the Professor was around...

[And he just, adds in more grass.

Such a masterpiece.]

[is_an_island]

That's not tea.

And if you call that tea again, I may have to use very stern words to you.

[bluecapboy]

[So pouting, why is everyone insulting his tea-making skills.]

Now wait a minute, I know I'm not an expert like the Professor, but I don't think adding a little more brisk berry makes tea taste that awful!

A

[silno_pyanstvo]

[CHILD WHY ARE YOU RUNNING OUT IN FRONT OF TANK?

It's a good thing she knows what she's doing/how to stop one of these things decently quickly.]

Luke.

Re: A

[bluecapboy]

[Turns and stops suddenly, completely unfazed by almost getting run over by a tank.

Instead, he looks over at Roshia delighted.]

Miss Roshia, it worked! We're back in - well, it's not quite London, but...we're out of Mayfield!

Re: A

[silno_pyanstvo]

[Glancing around, then back to Luke.

Oh, had he gone completely insane?

She parks the tank on the side of the road, and climbs carefully out, then limps over to Luke.]

Нет. Is still Mayfield.

Re: A

[bluecapboy]

[Has the boy finally snapped?

Or maybe it has something to do with that bottle he's carrying around. He just bounds right over to her, looking as happy as a clam.]

Mayfield? But take a look around, it's Folsense! Mayfield looks nothing like this!

C

[bawlingforsoup]

[AHHHH MY 1830'S ROMANCE NOVEL WHAT ARE YOU DOING--]

L-Luke!

Re: C

[bluecapboy]

[Oh hey, it's Latvia. He leaves your book alone.

For now.]

L-Latvia?! You're here too?!

Re: C

[bawlingforsoup]

T-This book i-is a h-hundred years old--! D-Don't hit it!

[P-Picking the book up and cradling it to his chest.]

W-What do you mean 'here too'? I-I never went anywhere--!

Re: C

[bluecapboy]

Sorry, sorry, but...

You ended up in Folsense too?!